My years as a soldier

The story was divided into two parts, when the Tang army formed a formation on the west bank of the river to meet the rebels, Li Muyun was in the carriage beside Lu Sheng.

Over the past few days, his body has become weaker and weaker, but the weaker he is, the more unwilling he is to give up.I just felt a lingering suffocation in my chest, and I was so dizzy and suffocated that my face turned red.

"Lu Sheng, where did you lock him up?"

Li Muyun's tone was gloomy, with anger in every word.

"Hey... Mu Yun, it's already this time, and you still think about that person? It's not like you didn't hear the voice outside, and it's an important moment for the two armies to fight. Fortunately, my father's troops were led Stay here to beat the drums and help out, otherwise I will take you back and retreat."

Outside the carriage, Lu Sheng's voice was full of resentment, and it was a bit out of place with the deafening beating of drums.

"What does it matter to me whether you withdraw or not? I'm only asking about Hu Jiuzhang's whereabouts. Other than that, it's useless to talk about it."

Li Muyun's voice was always indifferent, as if the deafening drum beating outside the carriage, and the dark shouts before the battle had nothing to do with him.

"Humph……"

Lu Sheng outside the carriage snorted coldly.The corners of his mouth opened and closed slightly as if he wanted to refute something, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.I saw Lu Sheng riding on a white horse, wearing battle armor, staring at the battle position of the former army down the slope for a long time before speaking.

"I thought you brought that wounded soldier here just to find something new, but I didn't expect that your majestic son of the Tang Dynasty would be willing to have anything to do with that kind of person. I also have the habit of breaking sleeves, but if It's impossible for you to humiliate yourself like that... I ask myself."

Lu Sheng talked to himself, and did not look into the carriage to see Li Muyun's reaction.

"You say I'm humiliating myself? Lu Sheng, what do you know about him?"

It was rare for Li Muyun to ask questions, but Lu Sheng's response was rarely calm.

"What kind of soldiers are soldiers, don't I know? I, Lu Sheng, have been mixing with this group of soldiers since I was born. They are just a group of simple-minded rough men. Muyun, what are you doing?" In the royal mansion of Chang'an City, it may be rare to see this kind of person, but let me tell you, there are as many people as Hu Jiuzhang in this world. Besides, you and him are not in the same world at all. If you get tired of it, you will despise him for being vulgar and unrefined. Besides, the man surnamed Hu has had his legs amputated and is a disabled person. Do you really want to spend the rest of your life with a disabled person?"

"This is not your business!"

There was a trace of anger in Li Muyun's stern tone.The distance between the two was less than half a meter, but when they talked, neither of them looked at the other.Lu Sheng stared at the battle situation before the battle without distraction, while Li Muyun frowned at the orange and red mountain pattern on the front door curtain, as if the shouts of killing and beating drums like a tsunami in his ears had nothing to do with him like.

"Heh... Mu Yun, I can't convince you now, but as long as you are in my hands, I will protect you."

Lu Sheng's voice was low.

"I will protect you all my life."

He added another sentence seriously, but Li Muyun could only sneer.

"Lu Sheng, what do you like about me? You have no shortage of Michelle actresses, so why bother to spend such useless effort on me?"

Hearing Li Muyun's question, Lu Sheng finally turned his head and stared at Li Muyun's beautiful but haggard profile in the carriage.

"Mu Yun, the first time I saw you, I wished I could dig out this heart and dedicate it to you. In my heart, you are like a man descended from heaven. Who can compare to you? If you are accompanied by a beautiful woman, or protected by powerful ministers and nobles, I naturally dare not presume. But I can't see that Hu who is surnamed Hu defiles you. Is he worthy? Mu Yun, you What the hell was it thinking? How could you commit yourself to him? You—”

"What I do has nothing to do with you."

Li Muyun finally turned his head sideways and looked into Lu Sheng's eyes.He raised his voice, but he didn't have enough breath in his chest, but he didn't show any resolute momentum.Only the cold light in Li Muyun's eyes can make Lu Sheng feel cold in his heart.

How could he not know what Lu Sheng said?

Li Muyun actually understood everything in his heart, Lu Sheng regarded himself as a heavenly man, he thought highly of himself, and others couldn't ask for it.But Li Muyun didn't want to be someone's celestial being, he just wanted to be a mortal and live a down-to-earth life in this world.He thought, if he accepted Lu Sheng, he would be like hanging in the sky from now on, with nowhere to go, and his heart would never be at ease.

"It's okay! I hate you the most when you say 'it's okay'!" Lu Sheng looked at Li Muyun and was actually angry.

"Muyun, you accepted me. I will guarantee you to go back to Chang'an and make military contributions for you! Once the battle is over, I will ask my father to go to the imperial court to report your victory! At that time, if you return to Chang'an again, Kaifu will not be a king. It’s difficult! If you don’t want to stay in Chang’an, I’ll accompany you wherever you want to go. Why do you bother with that Hu man? What can he give you? He can’t give you anything!”

Faced with Lu Sheng's extremely excited words, Li Muyun's expression also changed.His eyes widened slightly, and there was a bit of unwillingness in his eyes, and a bit of sadness.

For a long time, Li Muyun didn't answer a word, he just shook his head blankly, and after shaking his head a few times, he choked up a little and made a sound.

"Prosperity and wealth... What's the point to me?"

As Li Muyun said, his face turned pale suddenly, he frowned and coughed a few times, "Lu Sheng, you don't understand...you don't understand what I want at all..."

How can these few words convince Lu Sheng, a stubborn infatuated?He stared at Li Muyun for a while, seeing that Li Muyun didn't want to explain any more, he could only hold back his breath, put down the bamboo curtain beside the car window, and looked coldly at the main force of the Tang army who was still fighting fiercely with the rebels.

"Then let me tell you, Mu Yun, Hu Jiuzhang is dead. I killed him. I left his body in Tongjin County. If you want to find him, you can go back to Tongguan. It's just that you can't find him. I can tell."

Lu Sheng's voice came from outside the car in a lukewarm manner, while Li Muyun inside the car turned pale.

He suddenly pressed his chest in great pain, as if he couldn't breathe at that moment.His face turned from white to blue, his hands clasped on the front of his chest were already about to stretch out with blue veins.

After a while, Li Muyun's breathing gradually stabilized.But he had already collapsed on the seat, with only a pale face, as if he was dying of illness, and he couldn't exert any more strength.Lu Sheng, who was outside the car, never asked a word from inside the car.

When the main force of the Tang army fled back from the east, Li Muyun was still paralyzed in the car.He only felt that the carriage was suddenly pulled out tens of meters, followed by a burst of dizziness in his head.But he still didn't faint, and then he heard the voice of Lu Sheng commanding the surrounding soldiers to retreat westward.

Tang Jun lost?

Li Muyun couldn't get up to look, he just shrank in the carriage, leaning against the slump, enduring the pain from time to time in his chest, and the shadow of Hu Jiuzhang couldn't help appearing in his mind.

Hu is dead.

Although Lu Sheng heard this with his own ears, Li Muyun still couldn't believe that Hu Jiuzhang was really dead.His whole heart was hanging in his throat, no matter how chaotic it was outside, he couldn't get out of the current doubts and fears.

Lao Hu is not dead, Lu Sheng is just lying...

he thought silently.

But what if Lu Sheng didn't lie?What if Lao Hu really died?

He couldn't stop asking himself that question.And this question inevitably caused a throbbing pain in his heart, as if it could kill him.

But no matter how painful Li Muyun was, Tang Jun's defeat would not leave him any chance to breathe.For the next two days, Li Muyun spent the bumpy ride up and down in the carriage.During this period, he developed a high fever, but during the retreat of the Tang army against time, there was no time for him to boil and drink medicine.

Lu Sheng's attention to Li Muyun was obviously not as usual.He let Li Muyun languish in the car alone, and even the three meals a day were delivered by the guards around him alone.It seems that whether Li Muyun is good or bad, whether he is alive or dead, has nothing to do with him.

Facing Lu Sheng who had suddenly changed his attitude, even Li Muyun himself couldn't help feeling that Lu Sheng was heartbroken.This situation was originally what he expected, but when things really developed to this point, he couldn't help sighing.

When he was tossing and turning in the car alone, tortured by high fever repeatedly, he thought of death countless times.When he was seriously ill, he even began to believe that what Lu Sheng said about Hu Jiuzhang's death was true.Because in this situation, only death can free him from the endless pain in his body.And if there is still a ghost to go after death, at least he can find Hu Jiuzhang beside the Naihe Bridge.

But it was easy to ask for death, but Li Muyun, who was seriously ill, couldn't even exert his last bit of strength.

He was lying on the couch in the car panting hard, not to mention getting up, he couldn't even eat.

Li Muyun thought, if the retreat was delayed for a few more days, even if he didn't die of illness, he would starve to death in the car.But no matter what kind of death method greets him in the end, it will definitely be extremely painful.

When Lao Hu was injured, was he ever in such pain and helplessness?

Li Muyun thought silently, as if only when he thought of Hu Jiuzhang, the pain on his body could be relieved for a moment.

However, the ending that Li Muyun had been waiting for did not come as expected.On the third day when Lu Kuang's army fled towards Tongguan, the carriage that had been running for a long time suddenly stopped at a certain moment in the morning.

Full of suspicion, Li Muyun turned his head and looked towards the car door.

The sound of horseshoes outside the car gradually subsided, replaced by the shouts of Tang soldiers and the clanking of metal when swords collided.

Li Muyun couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Obviously, the team led by Lu Sheng has been intercepted by the enemy, so maybe he will die by the enemy... I don't know.

he thought silently.This method of death is hundreds of times stronger than death from illness or starvation.After all, the prince who died on the battlefield can still leave a good name for his country, but dying silently in the car will only add shame to Datang.

The shouts outside the car were getting closer and closer, and even the bloody smell emanating from the person's body gradually filled the entire car, filling Li Muyun's every breath.

The breath of death was getting closer and closer, but Li Muyun, who was lying on the soft bed, just waited quietly.He was not in a hurry at all, he even looked forward to the moment when the door curtain in front of the car was lifted.

Because as long as he waited until that moment, he would be free.

He almost paranoidly believed that as long as the curtain was opened, he would be slaughtered by the chasing enemy army just like the soldiers outside the car.

But Li Muyun did not wait long.

In only about a quarter of an hour, the shouting outside the car has weakened a lot.He closed his eyes peacefully, imagining the appearance of the few Tang soldiers left outside the car, fighting the enemy head-on.In his imagination, every cry of killing outside the car was very similar to Hu Jiuzhang's voice.

In the imagination, Tang Bing fighting beside the car has the figure of Hu Jiuzhang.In an instant, Li Muyun even felt much more comfortable physically.He felt that his fever had subsided, like a reunion in the dark, Lao Hu stood in front of the car with a knife in his hand, and told him that the war was over, and that in the days to come, he would find a house and half an acre of fertile land in peace and security. live in peace.

Tears almost welled up in my eyes.On Li Muyun's pale face, a slight redness appeared.

Hu... I'll wait for you.

he thought silently.

The sound of heavy footsteps outside the carriage was getting closer and closer, and when the blades of the horizontal knife clashed more and more violently in the air, the curtain in front of the carriage was suddenly thrown open.

Li Muyun's heart was also shocked by the skylight that suddenly shot into the car.

He squinted and struggled to adjust to the light outside the car.A tall figure stepped into the car, his body was full of blood, like a ghost crawling out of the Shura field, blood was still dripping during his movements, the smell alone was already extremely terrifying.

But the horizontal knife tightly held in the figure's hand never greeted Li Muyun.

The man rushed to Li Muyun in a few steps, and hugged him from the couch.

Li Muyun's pupils gradually adapted to the light outside, and he gradually saw the faces of the visitors.

Lu Sheng.

After identifying the identity of the person, Li Muyun couldn't help being dumbfounded.His eyes widened involuntarily, he just stared at Lu Sheng's blood-stained face in astonishment, unable to speak a word.

"I said, as long as you are in my hands, I will protect you for the rest of my life."

Lu Sheng's voice came from beside his ears again. For some reason, the male voice, which was quite oily before, became chilling and deep at this moment.

At that moment, the high-spirited little general seemed to have grown into a teenager suddenly.Lu Sheng, who was covered in blood all over, carried Li Muyun out of the car, and retreated while fighting under the cover of more than a dozen personal soldiers.

And Li Muyun opened his eyes wide.

He looked at the miserable face stained with blood in front of his eyes, that face was ferocious, and he kept howling, as if crying for pain.But despite the pain, those firm arms always held him firmly in his arms.

Lu Sheng didn't have a horse, so he could only rely on his feet and ran forward like a madman.

Every time he took a step, more blood spilled from his body.

In the glare of the day, Li Muyun couldn't help but be attracted by that blood-stained face.He looked at that face in agony, and the blood gushing from that mouth splashed on him and even dripped into his mouth.But the running never stopped until Li Muyun could no longer hear the sound of the pursuers behind him.

Suddenly, the originally solid arms disintegrated as if they had been emptied of strength.Li Muyun fell from Lu Sheng's arms, and his blood-stained body also crashed to the ground.

The general's silver armor has turned blood red.On the body that collapsed on the ground, there were marks of more than a dozen arrows and horizontal knives.

Li Muyun lost consciousness under the violent impact, and before the scene in front of him completely turned dark, he could no longer restrain the sourness in his nasal cavity and the surging emotions in his chest.Two lines of clear tears overflowed from the eyes, and the teardrops rolled down into the pool of blood, blending with the blood, exuding a slight warmth that no one knew.